Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
His groan was short but drama-filled. “Yes, Daddy.”
His limits list indicated he’d do cleansing types of stuff with me if I wanted it, but it wasn’t my thing, so I kissed his head. “I’ll give you some privacy then while I get a few things organized. Then I’ll meet you upstairs.”
Milo went still for a second before little Milo peeked out. “Are you gonna make my lunch again?”
“Yes.” I wasn’t sure where his mind was at, so I answered him as thoroughly as I could. “I need to leave a note for my housekeeper, I’m going to get your diaper and jammies ready for after we clean up, and if you toss these clothes out of the bathroom, I’m going to run a quick load of laundry.”
It wasn’t a glamorous list but they were the top things on my mind.
“I’m your list, Daddy.” Snuggling closer, he slid slightly deeper into his little headspace and made a happy sigh. “My lunch and my clothes. All my stuff. Am I your note?”
Chuckling softly, I nodded and kissed his head. “Yes, I wanted to make sure she knew you might come over when I’m not home and to make sure she gives you complete access to the house. We’re getting the house rekeyed with an updated password on the keypad and new physical keys but my locksmith had to go out of town unexpectedly.”
“Your family has keys, don’t they?” My silence made him giggle. “I knew it.”
“I do not want them walking in unexpectedly, so yes, new keys all around.” And new rules for the staff that came in to clean. “But yes, you’re my list because you’re the most important thing to me.”
Family was hard but decision-making was not.
I couldn’t control other people’s bad behavior as much as I wanted, but what I could control was how I dealt with my own feelings and behavior…and right now what I wanted most was Milo.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Straightening, Milo kissed my cheek and bounced back. “Don’t distract me.”
“I won’t promise that.” But I let him escape because his laughter was adorable as he ran through the house. “If you fall, I’ll have to check for injuries and that means we’re not having sex.”
The thud that echoed through the house was quickly followed by Milo’s voice calling out. “I didn’t fall. The wall moved.”
“If I hear another thud, I’m going to start questioning that explanation.” Laughter covered up what might’ve been him agreeing with me, but it was hard to decipher.
He managed to make it quietly through the house the rest of the way, so I counted that as him still getting sex and started working on my chores. Lunch. Note. I worked my way through the list, finally closing the laundry room door and heading upstairs again.
I’d done more laundry in the past four days than I had in years, but I wasn’t planning on confessing that to Milo. He was already having fun poking at the rich guy, and I had no desire to give him even better ammunition.
“Ready or not, here I come.” Calling out through the house like an ogre wasn’t terribly adult of me, but Milo’s laughter said he didn’t mind.
“Stop being cute. You’ll distract me and I’ll end up little.” He was giggling, so I wasn’t sure how seriously to take his drama.
Grown-up Milo might think that being little would stop that kind of fun, but I could pretty much guarantee that little Milo would have a different view on it.
But pointing that out sounded like it would make him squirm, so I kept my views to myself.
“Fine. But I make no promise for tomorrow at bathtime.” That got more laughter as I was coming up the stairs and he was still snickering as I walked in the bedroom.
Naked as a jaybird and giggling.
He was the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
“There’s my sexy boy.” He must’ve seen the truth in my eyes because he blushed, squirming even though he didn’t seem to have noticed he was naked.
“Did you finish my list?” With anyone else I’d have thought they were fucking with me, but Milo had been too excited about it.
“Yes, you’re all ready for tomorrow.” Walking over, I wrapped my arms around my naked cutie and kissed his nose. “You have a healthy lunch.”
Kissing one blushing cheek, I managed not to chuckle when it got even redder. “You’re going to have clean clothes for tomorrow.”
Brushing my lips against his other cheek, I nuzzled him softly. “You’re going to have access to the house any time you need to come home.”
Kissing his lips last, I smiled as he let out a soft sigh. “And I have your diaper and jammies all ready.”
Something about it got to him and he pressed his face against my neck, hiding as he sorted through what seemed to be a rush of emotion. “I’m going to take good care of you, baby.”